C1160 The Elephant God Perished

The Great Demon God Grec, possessing the Titan, seized the Golden Elephant Ancient God by the neck and forced him into the blood lake. As the Golden Elephant Ancient God struggled in the void, its massive hooves flailed desperately. Demonic Energy transformed into endless golden blades and lightning, yet they were no match for the Titan. This Titan, in life, was of Tenth Level bloodline and had never diminished in power, making it stronger than him.

Now, with Grec's possession and the blessing of the entire Origin Blood Continent, the Titan, though unable to regain its former combat strength, was nearly on par with a Tenth Level bloodline warrior from beyond the vast expanse. With a heavy splash, the colossal form of the Golden Elephant Ancient God plunged into the crimson lake. The seething, thick blood engulfed him, as swarms of Blood Devils invaded his body like locusts, feasting on his flesh and gnawing at his Demon Bones.

From the churning blood, new Blood Devils emerged, seemingly spawned from the Golden Elephant Ancient God's flesh and blood, heralding the birth of a novel Blood Devil Clan. Other powerful Blood Devils, after consuming his flesh, experienced successive breakthroughs in their bloodlines.

The Golden Elephant Ancient God's mournful bellow sent towering pillars of energy surging from the blood lake. As his Demon Blood ebbed and his flesh dissolved, the profound truths of the Great Dao he had understood collided with the rules of the Origin Blood Continent, igniting fiery splashes and tumultuous waves across the lake's surface. The disturbance he caused as he sank was far greater than that of the Mighty Spirit King, for he had once ascended to the rank of Demon God.

His golden Demon Heart shone like a sun forged of pure gold, its radiance piercing through the blood, revealing itself within the depths of the lake. Grec let out a low, amused chuckle. A bizarre blood-colored vortex appeared, like a gaping maw, and devoured the Demon Heart, radiant as a golden sun. Within that vortex, Yu Yuan detected traces of the Yang Meridian's source.

"Old Elephant, your day has finally come!" Munch exclaimed, his face alight with satisfaction. Perched on the mountain's summit, flanked by three imposing Blood Slaves, he declared with pride, "For years, I've longed to slay this old elephant, but the opportunity eluded me. Hehe, his audacity was his downfall, daring to seek his end on the Origin Blood Continent."

Forte, previously in the guise of a blood bat, transformed into a diminutive old man and perched on the shoulder of the Titan. The Titan's massive stature, towering thousands of meters tall with broad shoulders, made Forte's presence barely noticeable.

"Patriarch, we must preserve the Demon Soul," Forte called out, drawing the attention of Yu Yuan, Chen Qinghuang, Tan Junshan, and the others.

"Lord Golden Elephant is done for," Tan Junshan lamented as he entered the Death Nest overseen by Chen Qinghuang. With a heavy sigh and a look of remorse, he confessed, "It was our actions that led to his downfall, as well as the Mighty Spirit King's demise."

Had they not ventured into the shattered star of the Gallow Demon Corpse, had they not incited the forces of the Demon Palace and Devil Palace, these powers would never have penetrated so deeply into the Origin Blood Continent.

Now, the Mighty Spirit King was dead, and the Golden Elephant Ancient God was on the brink of extinction. Aside from Yu Zhu, the Blood Devil Clan had eradicated the other powerhouses of the Devil Palace and Demon Palace.

Cao Yi had been reduced to Grick's Blood Slave. It was an absolute and devastating defeat.

Chen Qinghuang, her ethereal beauty almost surreal, let out a soft sigh in response to these events. "With the Demon Heart dissolved and refined, the path to Lord Golden Elephant's rebirth is severed. Even if the Demon Soul remains, even if it could be reclaimed in the future, he would have to start anew."

"Please grant me the Great Elephant's Demon Soul," Munch requested, casting a cylindrical vessel toward the blood-red lake from the mountain's peak. "Patriarch, with this old elephant's Demon Soul and the resources I currently possess, I can craft another formidable Blood Slave!"

"It's yours," Grick declared, a sly smile playing across his face as he stood within the Titan's chest cavity. He gestured to the cylindrical vessel floating in the lake.

The vessel descended gracefully, like a skiff settling upon water, reaching the head of the Golden Elephant Ancient God before breaking through the skull to enter.

"Thank you, Patriarch!" Munch expressed his gratitude with a respectful bow, his smile radiating with triumph.

Nox, Quealy, and the venerable elders of the Blood Devil Clan dispersed around the colossal Titan, their gazes upon the Great Demon God Grick filled with sincere reverence and devotion.

As for Yu Yuan, Chen Qinghuang, and the others within the Death Nest, they seemed oblivious to their surroundings. The clan elders were well aware of the dark red barrier's strange power. Knowing that Yu Yuan and his companions couldn't break free, they had nothing to worry about.

"Master..." Yu Yiyi, who had transformed the Evil Cauldron into armor, now knelt on one knee behind Yu Yuan, echoing a past moment.

Her head bowed deeply, she seemed unable to face Yu Yuan directly. In a voice tinged with helplessness and humility, audible only to Yu Yuan, she implored, "Please, Master, truly awaken."

Her shoulders shook, her slender frame quivering with overwhelming sorrow and guilt, yet laced with a sliver of hope.

Yu Zhu, Chen Qinghuang, and Tan Junshan watched her with puzzled expressions, unsure of what was unfolding.

Yu Yuan, now devoid of blood, slowly turned and looked down at her. She knelt in the void, her head bowed, communicating only through her heart's voice.

Yu Yuan immediately understood her actions. She recognized the dire situation they were in; unless a monumental change occurred, none of them would escape the clutches of the Blood Devil Clan.

She was urging Yu Yuan to embrace his former self, to allow the consciousness of his first life to awaken. That individual, her original master, was the one who had forged the Dragon Slash Platform, who had wielded supreme power, the being with the most formidable killing force in the Boundless Great World.

Yu Yiyi yearned for him to take control of the transformed Dragon Slash Platform and carve a path of survival through the Origin Blood Continent.

"It's just that..." A bitter taste filled Yu Yuan's mouth.

By embracing that former self, the current Yu Yuan, now Hong Qi in his second life, would lose all meaning. His very existence might be wiped clean, much like the Great Demon God Grec's memories, scattered across the Oblivion Starfield. Once Grec's younger self inherited those memories, he became a completely different person.

And for Yu Yuan, the consequences could be even more absolute.

"There's no other way," Yu Yiyi murmured, her head hung low as if she were softly crying. Memories flooded her mind, scenes of her time in the Ember Waters, standing by Yu Yuan's side, witnessing his growth and their shared journey to power.

She could awaken, recall the forgotten memories, refine a new demonic form, and emerge from the realm of the Evil Cauldron—all because of Yu Yuan in this life.

Deep within her heart, what she truly desired was for Yu Yuan, after reaching the pinnacle of the cosmos in this life, to embrace the self from her first life.

In that scenario, Yu Yuan would remain Yu Yuan, simply with additional memories and life experiences, rather than being completely obliterated.

"How I wish to stay by your side in this way," Yu Yiyi whispered to herself, her inner voice laden with sorrow and a sense of inevitability. "I don't wish for your past self to return. Because the you that stands before me now, this version of you, is so much more endearing."

As she spoke of the other, her form shook with greater intensity, betraying her profound fear.

As a maid and the keeper of the Dragon Slash Platform, she harbored a bone-deep terror of that individual.

Fear and awe were intertwined within her, indistinguishable in their dominance, yet devoid of any genuine love or heartfelt closeness.

Yu Yuan was a turmoil of emotions, his body rigid, standing there bewildered and at a loss.

The will of the Yang Meridian's source had awakened, the Great Demon God Grec had been resurrected, inhabiting a Tenth Level Titan. Alongside were Munch, Forte, Nuo Xie, Quealy, and a legion of Blood Devil Clan powerhouses.

The barrier between realms remained impenetrable.

They faced certain death, with their current might and numbers, barring a miracle, it was indeed a road to ruin.

The Mighty Spirit King had perished, as had the Golden Elephant Ancient God. Tan Junshan and Chen Qinghuang were merely on par with the Golden Elephant Ancient God.

"If we truly have no escape, perhaps..."

He sighed deeply, gazing at the kneeling Yu Yiyi, torn between resignation and reluctance, contemplating surrender.

As he was about to decide, the ethereal beauty Chen Qinghuang placed her hand gently on his shoulder. "You were invited by me, let me handle this."

Yu Yuan was taken aback.

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